Paroles de Garden

On a long road We are just trees Wave in the windstorm We are slow wheels We are potholes And it passes Just like lightning And it's over We remember nothing Bury me in the garden Bury me in the garden So that I can feed you Bury me in the garden And night rang live beneath the skin [?] On a long road We are tall weeds Misplaced and misconceived We are windblown I want to grow old with you And there's too many streets and avenues from me to you Bury me in the garden Bury me in the garden So that I can feed you Bury me in the garden (There is too many streets and avenues) Bury me in the garden (From me to you) Bury me in the garden